Shit Happens in Summer

first of all

my life is a little good
a little bad.
It's good that I have strong people surrounding me because I would not survive the trials I go through. But ive managed to pull through.

my life has never ever been perfect.
I don't think it ever will.
Since I could remember I've watched my ma struggle and it's not fair. Why do bad things happen to good people?
Shit. The thought of my mother crying, because she feels she can't provide enough for us puts me deep in thought. I go so deep into thought I over think things and become depressed.
I'm never OK. I wear half of this mask that has a smirk on it and laugh lines.

Damn that sounds depressing.

By the way I'm Zarion.
I'm too goofy. I never try to please others. And I get turned around in my expedition for satisfaction often.
This is me.

Well, Enough of that.
I'm 16 years young
And I say years young because I'm growing up super fast.
All I really like to do is shop, keep my hair right, and altogether look good.
I have 3 siblings. I'm the oldest.

Jashawn, 14: my "father" and step mother's son, he acts like his father so we never talk.
Armani, 13: my beautiful, bookworm little sister, we have different dads.
Namir, 10: me and Armani's little brother. Ugh.

I love my family we've had some falling outs at times. And we're dysfunctional. And I stopped being delusional and came to this realization.
That's my life.

Short. Sour, And to the point.